Holding On To the Lei

the garland braved the ocean’s crested might a narrow surfboard bobbed in and out of sight exotic waves welcomed currents and its spray a feast of skill and courage at Waimea Bay I tried it once but could not go the distance fell off and had to swim despite my insistence I looked towards land ahead and checked behind hoped that strength stamina and luck were kind gulped water from above and sand down beneath surrendered prayed and touched the sacred wreath a dolphin waved her fin and gave me a kind ride the moral of the tale is you must check the tide 15th November 2020 This is a true story Lay November Contest Sponsor William Kekaula Checked with Rhyme Zone